Chapter 59: Different Choices in the Great Era (Part 1)
Pefosshire, small town of Samara, Baron Bechge Square.
People were still immersed in the singing that seemed to burst out from the depths of their souls, and there was silence everywhere, even the ignorant children who were held by their parents were not a little noisy due to the infection of this atmosphere, and the whole square seemed to enter the cage of time.
In the past opera, music is music, and the plot is plot, and the two are not only difficult to complement each other and promote each other, but also have a disconnect with each other, so even if there have been some unusually classic arias in the history of opera, the vast majority of listeners are unable to resonate with the music at a deep level due to their own emotions are not in place or out of touch, and it is naturally difficult to have this wonderful feeling that the soul is moved.
And this time in "Valkyrie", the plot is paved step by step, the complete symphonic melody is fully rendered, and the harmonious cooperation between the two is definitely more than the "1+1" effect, so that the audience's emotions are completely integrated into the story and the music, with their ups and downs, sadness and joy.
Therefore, when "Charge" played, they seemed to be on that battlefield and were also following the princess charge, so when "Hero's Tombstone" was sung from the princess's mouth, they could truly experience the tragedy, sadness, longing, firmness and the ethereal spirit that penetrated into the soul, and they couldn't help but tingle their scalps and tremble from the depths of their souls.
Lucien would not dare to say that the story of this opera is perfect and surpasses the work of any playwright, but he can proudly say it. The impact it had on the audience was unprecedented.
After a while, a low voice sounded in the square:
"Heroes never die"
"It's just going to fade in people's memories"
A girl couldn't control herself, and sang the last aria in a low voice, although she didn't have the ethereal voice of the singer who played the princess, nor did she have such a flowery high voice, and even went out of tune because of the high difficulty in learning and selling, but she also sang so attentively, so affectionately, as if she had also witnessed her comrades-in-arms and friends fall beside her for some noble purpose, and felt the same way.
The silence of the square was broken by the faint ethereal singing. caused a flurry of reactions. Banus, Ali and others opened their mouths one after another and began to hum:
"Bury my bones, don't erect a tombstone"
"This fertile plain and bustling city is our best tombstone!"
The singing echoed Baron Bechger's Square, over and over again. It's as if the hero's soul is looking at his beloved homeland. Reluctant to leave!
Much later. The townspeople got rid of this atmosphere and began to discuss the Valkyrie with each other. Discuss the changes brought about by Maestro Evans to opera, discuss classic music such as "Morning" and "Charge", discuss arias that transcend the mundane such as "Hero's Tombstone", discuss the top opera singers and the seemingly monstrous dragon, and discuss this visual and auditory "live" feast.
During this discussion, Ali's face changed a few times, and then he suddenly turned around and walked out of the square.
"Ali, where are you going?" Banus was excitedly exchanging his feelings with the stranger next to him about tonight, and after discovering Ali's actions, he was unusually surprised and puzzled, didn't he like to join in the fun? Is there a more lively place than the square at this time? After listening to the opera, didn't he have a feeling of eagerness to share it with others?
Ali said solemnly and implicitly excitedly: "Go home!"
"What are you going to do when you go home?" Banus asked suspiciously, abandoning communication with the people next to him, catching up with Ali.
Ali's right hand clenched unconsciously: "Pack your luggage and get ready to go to Rentat!"
"Ahh
Ali shook his head: "I'm not crazy, I think very clearly, I'm going to Rentat, I don't want to stay in Samara all my life, stay in a small city." ”
"But, what's wrong with the town?" said Banus, stunned.
Ali took a breath and pointed to the "curtain" in the square behind him: "Banus, do you see it? Alchemical objects that allow us to see distant sights and hear distant sounds, which allow us to enjoy the opera staged in Rentat even in a small town. ”
"Yes, the town can also be appreciated, why do you need to go to Rentat?" Banus was even more puzzled.
Ali sighed slowly: "Banus, what does such an alchemy item represent?
"This represents our kingdom, and we live in a time where there are great changes that have not been seen in the last few hundred years, and every day something new is being born, and every day we can feel a vigorous life," he asked himself. ”
Banus nodded, even in the small city of Samara, he could feel it through the changes around him.
"This kind of change is like a flood, surging, not we can stop it, the only thing we can do is to adapt to it, and I am not reconciled, unwilling to stagnate in such an era where great changes are happening everywhere, Banus, you think about it, is such a big change and development full of opportunities, as long as we grasp one of them, our lives will be completely different. ”
"I am not willing to live like a backwater in a small town, calmly inherit my father's place, become a clerk's retinue, and then marry a girl of equal status without any accidents, have children, be busy, grow old, this can clearly foresee the life that scares me, my life has been predestined from the beginning? ”
Ali used several reluctances to express his eagerness.
"But Samara is changing, and getting married, having children, being busy, getting old is a process that everyone goes through, even if you pursue your dreams. Banus tried to calm himself.
"It's a process that everyone really goes through. But this process can also be full of wonderful, full of what you desire, Banus, Samara are indeed changing, but such changes are far behind Rentat, only there, can you feel how strong the pulse of the times is, in order to get the fastest access to life-changing opportunities. ”
"So, I'm going to Rentat, whether it's going to General Studies or Blauflair. Or look for a job in a variety of newly developed industries. I think I can learn and be exposed to things that will change my life. ”
Ali's tone gradually calmed down, but it became more and more determined, and he used the "voice of mysteries" to describe the "pulse of the times" to describe the necessity of going to Lrentat.
Banus looked into Ali's eyes and felt the insistence. So there was silence. Then make the last persuasion: "Uncle Birsa will not agree." And although there are many opportunities for Rentat, they are not something that ordinary people like us can encounter, and maybe you won't get anything. There they were destitute and poor, and no one knew about it, they died in a humble house. ”
"I know that maybe I will fail, maybe I will achieve nothing, maybe I will return to Samara in disgrace, but without doing anything, I think that my failure is the most ridiculous and meaningless thing, compared to the past and the future when development is stagnant, now is the time when those opportunities are closest to us ordinary people, and it is most likely to grasp them, if we don't fight for them now, will we have to wait until the more difficult future?"
The correspondence with the "pen pal" has taught Ali a lot of things, and his understanding of the world has been substantially improved, "As for my father, I will explain it to him, even if he is unwilling to support me, I will not change my mind, I am an adult, it is my own responsibility to support myself, no matter what the tragic ending, it is my own choice, Banus, let's go together, let's create a bright future in Rentat!"
Hearing Ali's words, Banuston's heart warmed, the big city, the capital of the kingdom, what a beautiful term, where there are the most prosperous streets, with the most great changes, with countless opportunities, with all kinds of desirable prospects, maybe on the street a magician took a fancy to him and became his student - it is not without examples that the "Voice of Mysteries" has reported.
But soon, he thought of himself, thought of the condition that he had nothing but strength, thought of a strange city, a strange street, a strange citizen, a strange malice, and a chill immediately passed through his heart, and then, he looked at the familiar streets, familiar scenes, familiar people, and familiar feelings, and shook his head: "Ali, I prefer Samara, I think I am more suitable for a small town......"
Ali persuaded him for a long time, but Banus was still afraid of unknown dangers and refused to leave the small city of Samara.
A few days later.
On the platform of Samara, Ali put on a long black dress specially prepared for him by his father Birsa, and wore a top hat on his head, and suddenly changed from a big boy to a young gentleman in high spirits.
He carried a large black suitcase, said goodbye to his father and mother on the other side, and looked back at the direction of the platform while following the flow of people to the door of the magic steam train, feeling quite melancholy, on the one hand, he was reluctant to return home, and on the other hand, he wondered why Banus had not come to see him off.
"It can't be that the words of that day hurt him, right?"
"Or does he think I've betrayed my friendship and won't stay in town?"
Ali has mixed emotions and worries about losing a good friend.
He turned back step by step, but Banus never appeared, and his mood became more and more depressed.
After boarding the carriage and finding his seat, Ali poked his head out and waved goodbye to his parents again, a faint mist rose in his eyes, this was the first time he had left his parents' side.
"Ali!" Banus's voice suddenly came from the distance, and he waved his hand vigorously and ran quickly, clutching a blue-purple exotic fruit in his left hand.
"Damn, I'm misremembering the time! No, this is your favorite Samara, it's hard to eat when you get to Lentat. Banus squeezed under the window and said loudly.
The Samara fruit is a specialty of the town and ripens every year in late October and early November.
Ali's eyes were moist, and sure enough, it was the reckless and careless Banus!
Woo!
He had just taken the fruit, and before he could speak, a loud whistle suddenly sounded in his ears.
"Banus, when I succeed, I'll take you with me to Rentat!" Ali cried out as he covered his ears.
Banus waved his hand: "Okay! Don't forget Samara!"
Woo!
"I'll be back, after I succeed!" Ali clenched his fist, and the magic steam train began to start, getting faster and faster, and the distance from the platform gradually widened.
Ali's eyes were filled with fog, his vision was blurred, and he kept waving his arms, but he saw Banus, who was left behind, getting farther and farther away from his parents...... (To be continued......)